... live free!

Look at Elena like that. I don't think that's surprising. I checked to see if I was wearing it. He's wearing a shirt and a robe in thick, warm clothes on top of it.

... Is that it? Could I be wearing a pretty thin dress? In my previous life, I wore thicker clothes...... Oh, but from the memory of this world, could it be thick? Well, it's not cold, so it's okay, right? And with that in mind, I found out a little what Elena wanted to say.

Elena was shaking her legs in the cold thinking about it. But my upper body wasn't shaking like it was cold, so my feet are cold?

"Maybe your feet are cold?

"Yes. But I might have no choice because I was walking in the snow."

That's what Elena said and when she touched her pants with her hand to warm her legs, the sound of 'Becha' sounded.

"Huh?"

Then I heard a distracted voice from Mr. Elena.

"Could your pants be wet?

That being said, I was wet in the bishop from pants to boots when I gently touched Elena from her pants to her feet.

"In the meantime, take off what is wet"

When I said that, Mr. Elena took off her boots, so I made a box out of dirt magic. Simple foot water was completed when hot water was created there and put inside. And when I looked at Mr. Elena, he was taking off his other boot.

"When you're done undressing, put your feet in here and warm them up"

"... Yep"

That's what Elena replied, somewhat surprised. Then when I finished taking off the wet stuff, I put a horrible foot in the foot water I made.

"Ah, it's warm"

Mr Elena slowly put her legs in when she said so.

"Oh, do you have a replacement boot or something?

"That's okay. I brought it right."

Mr. Elena took the replacement socks, trousers and boots out of the backpack she had to say so.

"I'll squeeze something wet and dry, won't I?

"I'll do it later, you'll be fine."

"I have nothing to do, so I'll take care of it."

That's what I said. I recovered what Mr. Elena took off.

"Oh, thank you"

"Never mind. Elena's a client."

I said so and stretched out what I had recovered as narrowly as I could, and made something out of dirt magic that was likely to hang properly and hung it there. So, uh, are my boots pretty wet, too? I confirmed that I thought so, but that did not happen when the area around the footwear was wet. Well, it was snow deep. The wet part turns around thinking, how could Elena's boots have been so wet? And I was a little concerned.